144: Chapter 144 Oh? Really just an apprentice?

Leng Qingqiu stood on the outer perimeter of the Taixu Immortal Pool's Formation, her hands folded before her.

Several days had passed since Jiang Han entered the Immortal Pool.

Leng Qingqiu had remained here the entire time, never having moved a single step.

At some point, a thick layer of frost had begun to form on the ground beneath her feet.

The frost spread across the ground, freezing all the flowers and grass in its path.

Ling Xiyue took out a Magic Treasure to sit on, resting her chin on one hand as she watched Leng Qingqiu.

"Qingqiu."

Ling Xiyue spoke, "Put away your Supreme Forgetfulness."

"The flowers and grass here are all about to be frozen to death by you."

Leng Qingqiu turned her head and looked at Ling Xiyue with cold eyes.

"Has something gone wrong with your Yaochi Formation?" Leng Qingqiu's voice was extremely cold.

Ling Xiyue stood up, walked two steps closer, and stepped onto the frost.

"My Taixu Immortal Pool is perfectly fine; there is absolutely no issue," Ling Xiyue replied.

Leng Qingqiu moved her fingers slightly, pointing toward the dense mist ahead.

"Then why hasn't anyone appeared after several days?"

Ling Xiyue laughed out loud.

"The Taixu Immortal Pool gathers the Origin of Heaven and Earth; the longer he stays inside, the greater the benefits he will receive."

"Have you forgotten such common knowledge?"

Leng Qingqiu did not reply; she withdrew her gaze and stared back at the Formation entrance.

Ling Xiyue walked around to Leng Qingqiu's side and tilted her head to look at her profile.

"No need to worry. With Qingli watching over him inside, nothing will happen," Ling Xiyue said.

Upon hearing this, cold air surged around Leng Qingqiu, and the frost beneath her feet shattered instantly.

"Xiyue."

Leng Qingqiu gritted her teeth, "You certainly have a good scheme."

"You've even set your sights on my disciple!"

Ling Xiyue was completely unaffected by the cold air. Seeing Leng Qingqiu like this, the smile on her face grew even wider.

"Qingqiu."

Ling Xiyue leaned in closer, "Is he really just a disciple?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Leng Qingqiu's body stiffened visibly for a moment.

She quickly turned her head away, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks.

Leng Qingqiu looked directly at Ling Xiyue, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart.

"Is there any difference?"

Leng Qingqiu raised her voice slightly, feigning composure.

Ling Xiyue watched Leng Qingqiu's stubborn demeanor, covered her mouth, and chuckled softly without responding.

Just then, the white mist ahead began to stir.

A ripple spread from the center of the Formation, and the previously sealed passage was opened by a force from within.

Leng Qingqiu took a step forward.

Jiang Han stepped out from the mist, his aura even more solid than before he entered.

Behind him, Luo Qingli walked out with her head lowered, taking small steps.

Most striking of all was her flushed face.

Leng Qingqiu's gaze went straight past Jiang Han and landed on Luo Qingli.

She took in Luo Qingli's appearance entirely.

Leng Qingqiu turned her head, her gaze piercing directly at Ling Xiyue.

Ling Xiyue immediately turned her head away.

She looked up at the lush branches and leaves above, completely ignoring Leng Qingqiu's murderous glare.

Jiang Han walked up to the two of them and stopped.

He cupped his hands and bowed to Leng Qingqiu.

"Revered Master."

Leng Qingqiu gave a soft "Mn" as a response.

Jiang Han turned around, faced Ling Xiyue, and bowed again.

"Senior Ling."

Ling Xiyue withdrew her gaze and looked down at Jiang Han.

Her eyes scanned Jiang Han twice.

"Not bad," Ling Xiyue nodded.

"Your aura is much more solid, and your spiritual power is quite stable."

"It seems a Breakthrough to the Guixu Realm is near."

Jiang Han lowered his hands and nodded with a smile.

It was at this very moment.

The System's voice echoed in Jiang Han's mind.

"Ding!"

"New Child of Destiny detected!"

Jiang Han stood where he was, his expression unchanged.

A translucent panel unfolded before Jiang Han's eyes.

"Target: Lin Yu."

"Current cultivation: Sufa Realm Peak."

"Current target location: Southern Region, Wuji Sect."

Jiang Han scanned the information on the panel.

Southern Region, Wuji Sect...

Jiang Han moved his thoughts slightly, and the panel closed.

"Since matters here are concluded."

Leng Qingqiu's voice interrupted Jiang Han's thoughts.

She walked to Jiang Han's side, her gaze sweeping over Luo Qingli, who was still keeping her head down.

"Then follow me back to the Holy Land."

Leng Qingqiu said, leaving no room for argument.

Jiang Han collected his thoughts and nodded at Leng Qingqiu, "Very well."

Then he turned to Ling Xiyue and cupped his hands.

"Senior Ling, thank you for your hospitality during this time."

"This Junior shall take his leave."

Ling Xiyue smiled and nodded.

"If you have free time in the future, do come visit Yaochi more often."

Ling Xiyue's words were meaningful, and Jiang Han agreed with a smile.

He turned his head, his gaze falling on Luo Qingli.

Luo Qingli had been keeping her gaze lowered the entire time. Hearing Jiang Han's farewell, the feeling of reluctance in her heart was magnified infinitely.

"Qingli," Jiang Han called her name.

Luo Qingli quickly looked up, her eyes still shimmering with moisture, filled with reluctance.

She took half a step forward, her lips parting and closing.

A thousand words were on her lips, but in the end, she only uttered one: "Mn."

Leng Qingqiu turned around, and the Dao aura carried her as she flew toward the passage outside the Formation.

Jiang Han nodded to Ling Xiyue and Luo Qingli, then followed in Leng Qingqiu's footsteps.

The two passed through the corridor, one after the other.

At the end of the passage.

The Grand Elder of the Primordial Holy Land, leading Li Daoxuan, Zhao Qingfeng, and others, had already been waiting there for a long time.

Su Ningyu stood at the very front.

Seeing Jiang Han come out, Su Ningyu immediately went up to meet him.

"Senior Brother!" Su Ningyu went directly to Jiang Han's side.

She reached out with both hands and grabbed one of Jiang Han's arms.

Su Ningyu leaned against Jiang Han's side.

Her nose twitched slightly, and she immediately caught the faint, lingering scent on Jiang Han.

This was not Jiang Han's usual scent.

Su Ningyu looked up at Jiang Han, then glanced toward the depths of the passage.

She asked nothing.

She simply tightened her grip on Jiang Han's arm and leaned her whole body against him.

Jiang Han noticed Su Ningyu's actions.

He pulled his hand free and patted Su Ningyu on the head twice in return.

Leng Qingqiu stood in front.

"Depart," Leng Qingqiu said, leaving those two words.

Jiang Han waved his hand, and the nine-dragon chariot tumbled out from the sea of clouds, hovering high in the sky.

Leng Qingqiu tapped her toes lightly and landed directly in the nine-dragon chariot.

Jiang Han took Su Ningyu and leaped into the nine-dragon chariot.

The Grand Elder and the others also flew toward the flying ship behind.

The nine-dragon chariot broke through the clouds and sped toward the Primordial Holy Land, with the Grand Elder's flying ship following closely behind.

In a moment, they all vanished at the edge of the horizon.

At this moment, Luo Qingli also ran out quickly along the passage.

She looked up, staring fixedly in the direction where the nine-dragon chariot had disappeared.

Only a few cloud trails remained in the sky.

Luo Qingli stood in the wind, gazing straight ahead like this, not moving a single step for a long time.

Ling Xiyue walked out slowly, came to Luo Qingli's side, and looked at her heartbroken appearance.

Ling Xiyue raised her hand and patted Luo Qingli's shoulder.

"Stop looking," Ling Xiyue said.

Luo Qingli's shoulders slumped, and she turned to look at Ling Xiyue.

"Revered Master..."

Ling Xiyue withdrew her hand.

"Now, the status between the two of you is settled."

"The distance between Primordial Holy Land and my Yaochi is not far."

"If you want to see him, you can see him anytime."

Ling Xiyue turned around and walked toward the main Peak hall.

"Go practice first."

Ling Xiyue instructed, her back to Luo Qingli.

Luo Qingli looked at the horizon and tried her best to suppress the emotions in her heart.

She turned and bowed to Ling Xiyue's back.

"Yes, Revered Master."